Compositor: Gustavo Garcia, Guilherme Garcia, Felipp de Andrade
Blooding
Avoiding
Being killed
In the place (that) we live
Running
Hiding
From those
Who came in peace
Here's the meaning of hell
They spell
I ain't gonna live
(They) kill for gold
And use our blood
As some bizarre reach
Begging
Praying
For everyone
They want to crease
Here's the meaning of hell
They spell
I ain't gonna live
(They) kill for gold
And use our blood
As some bizarre reach